Luka Newman checked the clipboard one more time, taking a deep breath. She'd been planning this banquet for months. Chaotilo was a younger country. The revolution and subsequent founding hadn't been more than forty years ago, and there hadn't been time to worry about anything but domestic affairs. But they were growing, and if she were to make a good first impression this night had to go off perfectly. Ideally she could even walk away with a few international trade deals, but she was mostly just worried about managing. The country of Chaotilo, and Luka herself, tended to be a bit extremist.

Well, no use in worrying. The invitations had been sent to other world leaders, and if they couldn't attend, their diplomats, so she could only wait. Luka checked her reflection in a nearby vase. At least she looked presentable. She undid a few buttons of her pressed black suit and brushed back a stray strand of hair. Time to make some good impressions. God, she hoped the invitees actually showed.

Hi! I'm new to to the game, but I love stuff like this, with all the political/cultural intrigue and the chance to experiment and explore. I've done a lot of writing and roleplay in the past, but it's been a long time, so I'm nervous, but excited! Glad to be here! :D